600 words of composition for the fourth grade of primary school: a trip to Yangjiang

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This composition is about 600 words in the fourth grade of primary school. The title is a trip to Yangjiang. Welcome to contribute. On a sunny morning with fresh air, I went to Yangjiang with my mother, grandfather and grandmother, where my father worked.

As soon as I got on the train, the mouth known as "more saliva than tea" immediately showed its power. I didn't even drink saliva at Yangchun Station in Zhaoqing, which not only kept everyone awake, but also took up the time to see the scenery outside the car. Although my grandparents are very unhappy, I still have a little smile on my face because I am his grandson. As soon as I got off the train, my father drove to meet us "distinguished guests". On the bus, I never dared to "speak loudly" again, because my father was a "tiger" and everyone saw that I didn't "speak loudly" again, so I slept peacefully from Yangchun to Yangjiang.

In the evening, my father drove us around Yangjiang in his "limousine" and then took us on a speedboat. Took us to visit the aquaculture farm. The speedboat is flying, and the sea breeze is blowing head-on, with the salty taste of the sea, making our faces salty, and the sea breeze blows up our clothes. It feels more beautiful than the "mirror of fairyland on earth". The speedboat flew at sea and almost entered the high seas. Getting off the speedboat, grandma said excitedly, "That's cool!"

"This sentence seems to be right in everyone's heart, and we all laugh. After seeing so many scenery, I was not tired, but I wanted to ask my father to take me to play again, but everyone else was tired, so we found a hotel, slept here and prepared to continue our tour tomorrow.

The next morning, I didn't know I was going to say goodbye to my father at noon. Before I left, I never forgot to bring some Yangjiang specialty-Yangjiang Douchi for 18 knives. On the way back to Yangchun, my father still drove us there. On both sides of expressway, there are many eucalyptus trees. They stood upright like soldiers, as if waving goodbye to us. When I arrived at Yangchun Railway Station, I reluctantly said goodbye to my father. Author: Lin Zijian